He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 18 18. Electric current players hate profiteer villagers the most!
A group of people stood in front of the brushing machine in silence for a long time.

After a while, Lecia said blankly:

"This is... the brushing machine you've been making, Master Ian?"

"Where do these lines come from?"

Whether it is the lines that are constantly growing at this moment, or the endless rootless water.

It opened everyone's eyes.

It is said that the longer you stay in a place, the more you can understand and integrate into the local customs.

But in the MC world, it seems that this is not the case.

The longer she stayed here, the more blurred Lacia's understanding of the world became.

water……

Is it something that is inexhaustible and can also be hung in the sky?

Can an iron bucket that looks just that big hold so much endless water?

Where did this line come from?
Could it be that it was really copied out of thin air?
Lacia was filled with questions again.

It's okay to spiral take off on the spot. It is said that some powerful magicians in the Rodri continent can also fly.

It's okay for trees to grow in the air.

Legend has it that the ancient tree of life in the Elf Forest is rooted in the lake.

Diving underground, recovering from serious injuries instantly...

These are outrageous, but accepted.

Can……

This brushing machine is really infinite in life?

Even though the Rodri continent is wild and desolate, and it’s also a Western fantasy world, the law of conservation of energy cannot be ignored, right?

"Master Ian..."

Lecia pursed her lips and looked at Ian blankly.

"Don't ask, if you ask, it's just Dawn Blessing!"

Ian immediately raised his hand to stop Lecia from asking further questions. Just kidding, he had been playing with electricity for so long and still didn't understand why.

Do you still expect him to explain it clearly?

Like many of the redstone technologies Ian mastered, he didn't need to know why, he just needed to understand that if he did it, it would produce results.

Ian is a classic pragmatist.

As for flashing machines and even many technologies for generating electricity, to put it bluntly, they are all game bugs figured out by some big guys who have nothing better to do.

Bugs are also a feature of the MC world.

It all comes down to one sentence.

Why do you care so much about it? Isn’t it enough as long as it is useful?
The programmer must have his own reasons for designing the bug.

"Okay, forget about that, Lecia. Take some people and get a few boxes here. Collect some threads. I'll need them."

If there is more iron, you can make a funnel to save people from standing here and collecting it.

Unfortunately, iron is now a precious resource.

and so……

"The next stage goal is to brush the iron machine."

Ian clapped his hands, and Lesia's eyes lit up as she looked at Ian expectantly.

"Master Ian, can the iron-making machine, like the thread-making machine, produce iron endlessly out of thin air?"

"Of course, otherwise how can it be called brushing."

Lecia was overjoyed to receive Ian's affirmative answer.

"Great! Now our Dawn Cult will have access to vast quantities of iron ore! Whether for military or civilian use, it's incredibly important to the development of Blackwater City and the Dawn Cult!"

Looking at the jumping Lecia, Ian smiled.

To be honest, Ian was the worst at making iron machines.

Often, due to different game versions, there are different methods for brushing iron machines.

However, considering that there is no version distinction in Ian's MC world, it may be easier to do.

But now, the priority of the iron-brushing machine has to be put a little lower.

With a wire brushing machine, we can say that we have taken the most important first step in generating electricity, which is equivalent to having our own supply source and our own industry.

And the next step is to find a sucker to receive these lines.

Ian made a wooden barrel next to the workbench and carried it to the house where the villagers were kept. As a current player, his favorite villagers must be the fisherman and the fletcher.

Because both of these products have been collected.

However, the fisherman is more efficient in reeling in the line, and the fletching table, a tool converted by the fletcher, is more difficult to make.

Flint is needed.

Ian doesn't have flint yet, so he'll have to wait a while and go to the lake to find some sand and gravel to dig.

Fletcher is also a very important profession in the early stage of generating electricity.

Not only can you exchange it for emeralds, but in the later stages, you can also trade various effect arrows and enchanted bows.

Coincidentally, Ian was planning to arm Leal and the others as archer knights.

The demons on the Rodri continent are naturally physically strong. If a war really breaks out, the death rate of knights in close combat is very high.

However, the elves' archers and magicians can often preserve a large amount of manpower.

Ian broke through the mud blocking the door, carried a villager out, and blocked the door back.

Next to the three locked-up professional villagers, Ian found a place to build a structure to restrict the fisherman's movement.

This time, the mission is accomplished.

"Master Ian, if you treat these villagers like this, will they really not resist?"

Finally, Lecia couldn't help but ask.

Ian said casually:
"No, they have no wisdom. Well, don't worry about these things. Give me the line."

Lecia hurriedly handed Ian a set of threads.

The wire brushing machine is very efficient and has produced more than one set in just a short while.

If we continue like this, we should be able to get hundreds of sets a day, which seems like a lot, but in fact, after a while, even if we exchange lines with the fisherman, we may not be able to get an emerald in one set.

Villagers will also raise prices to regulate the market.

"Trickster!"

Ian cursed and looked at the price of one emerald in exchange for four fish in the trading panel. He wished he could punch the fisherman through.

The most important thing is that this guy doesn't have the option to change lanes.

Ian had no choice but to dismantle the barrel and force the fisherman to lose his job and find a new one.

After repeating this several times, Ian finally saw the option of exchanging the line he wanted for emeralds.

Twenty strings in exchange for an emerald. Although it doesn't change the villager's unscrupulous nature, it doesn't matter.

Ian's leads came faster than a robbery.

For Ian, the role of the fisherman is just to get emeralds. Ian doesn’t care about other transactions.

After changing a set of lines and getting three emeralds, Ian didn't continue to rush to farm.

Take out the emerald. Compared to the ordinary-looking emeralds in the game, the real emerald emits a dazzling light.

As soon as it was taken out, it attracted the attention of Lacia, Frannie and others.

It can be seen that the little girls really like this kind of shiny stuff.

Like a dragon...

"Give."

Ian smiled and handed an emerald to Lecia and Frannie respectively.

"Master Ian?"

Lecia was stunned.

"This is the first emerald we got in the MC world. It has very important commemorative significance."

"One for each of the three of us."

Lecia looked at Ian with some emotion.

"How can this be? Master Ian, this thing is obviously very precious. You collected it with great difficulty. Even if it was placed in the capital, it would probably be exchanged for thousands of gold coins."

Then, Lecia gave a long speech about how it was not easy to make a fortune in Blackwater City and advised Ian to be frugal.

Can……

"I understand everything."

Ian pursed his lips and looked at Lesia with mixed feelings.

"But next time you talk about these big truths, can you please let go first?"

"I will give you the emerald. You don't have to fight for it."

(End of this chapter)